Put your face on
Fix your make up
Try and leave home
Before he wakes up
Make the cab wait
Somewhere round the corner
And hope nobody says
They tried to warn ya
Light a cigarette
And put it down 
To experience 

Cause no one said it's gonna be
Easier for you and me
No one gets a holiday
Just Friday nights, Saturday mornings 

Married too young
And no divorces
Watch him blow it all
Backin' horses
See the sun rise
Just like a back drop
Through satellite dishes over
People's roof tops
Have another drink
And put it down
To experience 

Cause no one said it's gonna be
No one gets a holiday
Just Friday nights, Saturday mornings 

And don't you think you've got enough on your plate to 
go around
So pack your winter coat to show you won't be coming 
home because 

Even spare parts have their uses
So find someone who won't go
Blowin' fuses 

And no one said it's gonna be
Easier for you and me
No one gets a holiday
Just Friday nights, with Saturdays
It's too late now so don't complain
The weekend's not that far away
There's nothing left anyway
Just Friday nights, with Saturday mornings
Friday nights, Saturday mornings 

For the rest of your life